Chapter 230 Great Grandmaster

The waves rhythmically slapped against the hull as Bi Fang slowly opened his eyes. His body was utterly fatigued, yet his spirit, after plummeting to the depths, surged with renewed vigor.

He could sense the stormy waves diminishing.

The hardest moment had finally passed!

With the storm gone, it was now his turn to take the upper hand!

With his immensely strong arms, he battled the icy waves time and again. Bi Fang felt like an arrow slicing through wind and waves, unstoppable by anything—the waves, the storm, hunger, even Nature itself—because he was sharp enough!

Bi Fang suddenly flung open the tent, breathing in the normal air once more, and found the piercingly cold air so sweet.

He turned to look back, seeing a vast expanse of darkness, no islands, no continents, just an endless ocean supporting their orange life raft.